I can understand the people who are shocked and surprised; the people who gasp or mutter vulgarities; but the morons who start screaming, crying and/or running around the room shouldn't be allowed to watch TV.

Just off camera a ways are a line of cows intensely muttering "Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar".

I have an apology to make
I'm afraid I've made a big mistake
I turned my face away from you, Lord

I was too blind to see the light
I was too meek to feel Your might
I closed my eyes; I couldn't see the truth, Lord

But then like Saul on the Damascus road,
You sent a messenger to me, and so
Now I've have had the truth revealed to me
Please forgive me all those things I said
I'll no longer betray you, Lord
I will pray to you instead

And I will say thank you, thank you
Thank you, God
Thank you, thank you
Thank you, God...

Thank you, God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum
I had no idea, but it's suddenly so clear now
I feel such a cynic, how could I have been so dumb?
Thank you for displaying how praying works:
A particular prayer in a particular church
Thank you Sam for the chance to acknowledge this
Omnipotent ophthalmologist

Thank you, God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum
I didn't realize that it was so simple
But you've shown a great example of just how it can be done
You only need to pray in a particular spot
To a particular version of a particular god,
And if you pull that off without a hitch,
He will fix one eye of one middle-class white bitch

I know in the past my outlook has been limited
I couldn't see examples of where life had been definitive
But I can admit it when the evidence is clear,
As clear as Sam's mum's new cornea
(And that's extremely clear! )

Thank you, God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum
I have to admit that in the past I have been skeptical
But Sam described this miracle and I am overcome!
How fitting that the sighting of a sight-based intervention
Should open my eyes to this exciting new dimension
It's like someone put an eye chart up in front of me
And the top five letters say: I C, G O D

Thank you, Sam, for showing how my point of view has been so flawed
I assumed there was no God at all but now I see that's cynical
It's simply that his interests aren't particularly broad
He's largely undiverted by the starving masses,
Or the inequality between the various classes
He gives you strictly limited passes,
Redeemable for surgery or two-for-one glasses

I feel so shocking for historically mocking
Your interests are clearly confined to the ocular
I bet given the chance, you'd eschew the divine
And start a little business selling contacts online

Fuck me Sam, what are the odds
That of history's endless parade of gods
That the God you just happened to be taught to believe in
Is the actual one and he digs on healing,
But not the AIDS-ridden African nations
Nor the victims of the plague, nor the flood-addled Asians,
But healthy, privately-insured Australians
With common and curable corneal degeneration

This story of Sam's has but a single explanation:
A surgical God who digs on magic operations
No, it couldn't be mistaken attribution of causation
Born of a coincidental temporal correlation
Exacerbated by a general lack of education
Vis-a-vis physics in Sam's parish congregation
And it couldn't be that all these pious people are liars
It couldn't be an artefact of confirmation bias
A product of groupthink,
A mass delusion,
An Emperor's New Clothes-style fear of exclusion

No, it's more likely to be an all-powerful magician
Than the misdiagnosis of the initial condition,
Or one of many cases of spontaneous remission,
Or a record-keeping glitch by the local physician

No, the only explanation for Sam's mum's seeing:
They prayed to an all-knowing superbeing,
To the omnipresent master of the universe,
And he quite liked the sound of their muttered verse.

So for a bit of a change from his usual stunt
Of being a sexist, racist, murderous cunt
He popped down to Dandenong and just like that
Used his powers to heal the cataracts of Sam's mum
Of Sam's mum

Thank you God for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum!
I didn't realize that it was such a simple thing
I feel such a dingaling, what ignorant scum!

Now I understand how prayer can work:
A particular prayer in a particular church
In a particular style with a particular stuff
And for particular problems that aren't particularly tough,
And for particular people, preferably white
And for particular senses, preferably sight
A particular prayer in a particular spot
To a particular version of a particular god

And if you get that right, he just might
Take a break from giving babies malaria
And pop down to your local area
To fix the cataracts of your mum!

Somewhere, Shinyblurry's head just whipped around as he muttered, "Holy Spirit sense TINGLING!"

I used to think the term "fascist" was highly overrated and over-used. Bring it back, they are here. Orwell wouldn't roll over in his grave, he wold resurrect, watch the TV, read a newspaper, mutter "shit, it's worse than I thought", find a pistol, blow his brains out.

You beat me to it on this one (Mutter Mumble Whine Moan Complain)

6:20-6:30 he says Trayvon circled his car. Sounds very intimidating if true, but he never made mention of it that I remember in the 911 call and I think it's something you would note that this guy is outside your car circling it and reaching into his waist band.

Immediately following that he sounds like he's spit balling to me. He couldn't remember which of the TWO streets he was on in his neighbor hood.....

And in the 911 call you can hear him say "he's running" and then exit the vehicle and what sounds like fast-walking/running for a bit due to the wind and his breathing. He makes no mention of getting out to get an address that I can recall in the 911 tape.

8:40 ish, his recounting is much much slower than the time it took place on the 911 call. And I don't recall them asking him if he still wants a police officer.

8:50ish he brings up the "Are you following him?" question from dispatch and then telling him they don't need him to do that.

From the 911 he says he doesn't know the address of where he is. Matches up with his not seeing a street address. But there's two streets in his neighborhood it looks like on google map...so ...seems hinky to me. It's not an overly complex place to just give them landmarks to get to him if he had to.

Then he gives them his address and asks for the officer to call him so he can tell him where he's at.

11 and on sounds made up to me. At 14, someone coming out and him having a coherent conversation goes against witness testimony talking about him being in a daze and seeming out of it when they were talking to him.

So yeah, I think he's mixing enough truth with lies to make it really hard for someone to say otherwise. The tone of this video makes him sound somewhat reasonable, but on the 911 call he was muttering stuff under his breath and talking about assholes getting away and never getting caught...and lots of things not coming up in the 911 call that are in this video...again paint him as the victim when I think anyone else in the situation would have stated they were being circled and driven further away or not exitted the vehicle.

And on top of him perjuring himself along with his wife about how much money he had being off by 150k+ intentionally.......and the website he setup himself with graffiti on OSU black student center....and then all of his myspace accounts that he couldn't delete the content of making him sound like a thug himself and beating charges......

Can't help but feel his true nature came out the night he shot Trayvon and the rest of this is just his act to remain free. Good guy, whose not at all on a power trip or at all over-reacting like his past shows he does when he was brought up on assault charges against a cop, who just wanted to the right thing and protect his neighborhood.

As for trayvon looking around......everything in that video looks the same. He was probably f-in lost if it was getting dark....all of the houses/apartments/condos are the same color and mostly the same shape for most of the video.

Yea, no surprise reactions except from ladies! That was what I took away from this...

The next time something happens I wont scream "Holy Shit"... I'll just calmly mutter under my breath.

Freakin stoic

For a follow up, the man planned to clutch his chest while experiencing radiating arm pain, muttering incomprehensibly while falling to the ground.

There, their, they're.

And don't get me started on people who pluralize noun's using 's.

Idiot looser's hurt my brain.

And lest we forget principal vs. principle.

Or "I could care less".

The hell with it, I give up. I'm outta' here... gonna' retire to the wood's, find a cave somewhere, and mutter under my breath a lot.

>> ^NicoleBee:

I feel like he should be muttering one of the monologues from Apocolypse Now between paw licks.


CatKurtz:
I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor <lick lick>
That's my dream; that's my nightmare <lick lick>
Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor <lick lick lick>....
and surviving.

I feel like he should be muttering one of the monologues from Apocolypse Now between paw licks.

Looking at the comment above me and muttering loudly, "WTF?"

Do people like Mr.Camping ever realize that they'll generally be remembered as a loonie?
What a legacy.

Before you know it I will be selling pinwheels at the roadside while muttering about the bank of america using HAARP to generate microquakes and knock my commemerative plates from their shelves.


It's in Revelations, people!

In reply to this comment by legacy0100:
I'm *promote-ing this in honor of NicoleBee's ever advancing craziness.

I love how he mutters to himself while walking away

'... thats just great... now i gotta put on more cologne... trying to find some ladies out here...'